Is zulm ki duniya main faqat piyar meri maa, Hay meray liye saya-e-dewar meri maa, Nafrat k jazeron say mohabbat ki hadon tuk, Bus piyar hay han piyar hay bus piyar meri maan…
A mother serves her sugar with A bit of peppermint To clarify the passages That carry what she meant When she first set to bear a soul Quite separate from her own, Whom she would cherish, yet must teach To live and die alone.
Mother is an undying love, A love beyond compare, the one you take your troubles to, she is the one who really cares. Mother you are all of this and more, I love you very much
